Aegon had been obsessed with you since childhood. And this obsession had always bothered you. Aegon might have called it love, but it was only obsession and possessiveness.

But according to your father, it was something that needed to be used. Aegon had been crowned king, and when he claimed you as his queen, your father didn't think twice and gave you to him. You were forced into marriage with Aegon. You didn't know how you could handle consummating the marriage when even the kiss he gave you after exchanging your vows made you sick to your stomach.

That's why, after the wedding was over, you didn't go to your shared bedroom with Aegon. You escaped from the red keep. You thought you could get on a ship and escape to Essos and start a life. And you almost did it.

But Aegon captured you before you could board a ship. Even with a cloak hiding his Targaryen hair, you would recognize Aegon anywhere. There were men from his kingsguard behind him and he was looking at you with great anger in his eyes. As if you were a bird escaping from the golden cage you were placed in. While the Kingsguards stayed behind, Aegon approached you and took your wrist.

"Maybe you think that you can hide but I can smell your scent for miles."

Aegon studied you, his usual disgusting look. A small grin appeared on his face.

"Maybe you think that you can hide, maybe you think that you can run away from me but you can't stay away from me. As my queen, you return to the red keep."